Angel

Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1

>>The Stairs

I’m lying on my bed, reading this fantastic book Hush Hush while Cody Simpson music was shaking the four walls of my room. For sure any normal 17-year old teenage girl does this. I was on the chapter where Nora and Patch,characters on the book I’m reading,were making-out when I remembered that I got a date at 8:00. I checked my phone, my damn phone, which says 7:30.”Holy freaking me! 30 minutes? How am I supposed to look good with such little time?” I shouted.

Good thing my friends whom I’m living with has gone somewhere. If they have herd me freaking out, they would be so worried for sure. They are my best friends anyways. The three of us has been together for like ages. Now we’re studying at London. We’ve been dreaming for this day to come ever since the beginning of time. I don’t know what’s with London that we love it so so much. It just hit us.

 Even though we have different fields of expertise, we still live with each other and managed to get along perfectly.  Although sometimes, all I’m hearing from them are about One Direction. I always wonder why they are so crazy about those 5 homo who I really know nothing about. I don’t even know their names.

Because I was freaking out on how I am supposed to look good with just 30 minutes to prepare, I ended up wearing my tank top that says “Yummy Yummy”, which was a gift from my closest aunt when she came home from a trip to Singapore who happens to be 3 years younger than me, my fav trousers and a flesh colored cardigan. Not to take much more time on deciding what shoe to wear, I slipped on my gray ballet shoes. I put on some eye liner and mascara which would enhance my big, dark-brown eyes. I put on some lip tint which can also be a cheek tint. I got long, super straight, brown hair which always looks good if I have it in a messy bun.

I have no idea who I was about to date since my best friend Kathleen was the one who planned this, the one who owned the house we’re staying.  She said I should date some guy instead of locking-up myself on the room, doing everything just to forget my past lover. I told her that I have moved-on already. But she just won’t believe me. She says it’s because of my action.

“Do I really have to do this? Do I really have to suffer a night with some stranger while my two best friends go hunt down the 5 homo who happens to be back in London for holidays? Why can’t just be in my room all night, read books and listen to some Cody Simpson and Greyson Chance?” I said to myself while starring at the mirror.

I heard a car pull over in front of the house. I checked myself on the mirror one last time then grabbed my pink leather backpack. The doorbell was ringing again and again. It’s like it was played. I hurried down the stairs so I can stop the man playing with the doorbell which is pretty annoying. But I ended up falling over my last step down the stairs. I fell on my bum which really hurts a lot. I tried to get up but ended up falling again. But before I hit the floor again, someone caught me.

“Holy shit! Are you okay?” he said

“Uhhm, sure! I just fall from the stairs. And I’m perfectly just fine after that happened.” I said mockingly

“Here, let me carry you to the couch” He lifted me in a lover’s carry.  I put my arms around his neck which surprisingly was so warm despite the weather outside and buried my head on his chest. I felt safe. He smells like mint, my favorite. Then put me down gently on the couch.

He got a blond hair which is kinda’ brown on the root. He got those really cool bright blue eyes and a face like an angel with those butt-chins. His lips were almost the color of cherries. You would mistake him from wearing a lipstick.  Although he is pale, he is so attractive. No doubt about that.

“I’m sorry. For sure you fall down the stairs because of me playing with the doorbell. I’m really sorry” he said to me with sincerity. I can see it in his eyes.

“It’s okay. I was being clumsy myself.” I told him. Not wanting him to feel guilty.

“I’m Niall Horan by the way.”

>>A/N: Hey guys! This is my 2nd work. Its a FanFic abviously. And as you have read, it's about Niall Horan, the little Irish Leprechaun in the group. Please do FAN, COMMENT and VOTE, that'll make my day. And before I forget, I'll be updating this story every week since I'm gonna start uni in a matter of 8 days. So i won't be in that much because I'll be very busy, studying ofcourse. It's my first year. So wish me luck on that and give my some four-leaf clover. And, oh! If you got any ideas for the flow the story, comments, favors or any questions, please do message me here. Or you could tweet me @beastyles14 to make sure i can read it. (i often come here in wattpad. i'm always in twitter though)

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